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77/100 days of productivity!

Saturday reset mode: activated. You’re building something bigger than just a productive day—you’re building resilience, discipline, and balance. Keep going!

Log: 23 Feb

☀ Morning ▸ Breakfast + journal ▸ Research Work (RO) ▸ Light stretching

🌿 Afternoon ▸ Deep-clean workspace + tidy up ▸ Lunch+ write up ▸ Catch up on research (editing)

🌙 Evening ▸ Call home ▸ Yoga ▸ Go shopping ▸ Wind down with a movie or podcast

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sourdough-seal

one time a professor asked me if i’d ever wanted to write anything “more important” than romance. and i said no. i was put on this earth to write about sad people kissing. and if another writer ever came up to me and said they wanted to write 400 pages containing nothing but a character baking a single loaf of bread each day, then i would tell them to do that. people don't write something because it's important. they write about something and that is what makes it important

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zagrebinaa

shakespearesdaughters

deviika

Lee Krasner // Franz Kafka

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dduane

The Bird Place That Was is redeeming itself a bit more today.

mienar

my little dream world!

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good morning bakery 🍞🥖

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late rainy nights

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stillness in these waking hours

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synf3ll-moved

take figures out of their boxes btw. sew patches on your favorite jacket. go to bed with your favorite plushes. wear the pants you usually save for special occasions. draw something cool on your wall. put a sticker on your laptop. dye your hair and pierce your lips. glass is meant to break, metal is meant to rust. items are meant to be used. that's how the world knows that somebody loved them.

halibellecter

When my aunt died of covid, we had to clean out a lot of stuff that she was saving. Foods she was going to try, she was a great chef, spices she'd never opened or only used sparingly, lotions and bath things she hadn't used. After she died I started making a point of using things up: the good vanilla that has to be imported, that we finally found more of, we'd used barely an ounce before she passed away. Even though we love it. I just got my family new bottles of it for Christmas because we used one up. We enjoyed that happiness. Sometimes I still get the impulse to wait for something special, or awful, to save nice things for celebration or comfort. The phrase that always echoes in my mind is "use the good vanilla". And I have been (burning the candles, squirting the body wash, dissolving the bath bombs, putting the saffron in things). And it's been great. Use the good vanilla.

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kabigon143

The beautiful thing as you get older is that you realize so many “rules” are made up and you can just do whatever. Posters can go anywhere in the house not just my room. I can sit down while cooking a meal or taking a shower. I can make the same thing for breakfast lunch dinner for a week straight. I can roam around the house shirtless. I can wear a dress with jeans. The world is my oyster key word my and I can live as I please embracing little things such as this